I'm A Loser

Love Me Do

George and Liz had been moving Liz's stuff into his room. George lifted up a box and found them.

"Lizzy!" He shouted.

"What?"

"You still have some?!" He asked holding out the blades.

"I already told you seeing you with a gun was too much." She pleaded.

"Well I'm getting rid of them." He said.

"What?" She asked nervously.

"You are done with blades and cutting and so am I." George said.

"George, I don't know if I can..." Liz began to say.

"Yes you can Liz! I know you're strong enough!"

"....Alright." Liz said regretfully.

"Good." George said as he put the blades in the garbage can.

The two finished up moving all of her stuff into George's room. George was making space for Liz's clothes when someone knocked at the door.

"I'll get it, Love. You keep unpacking." George said heading down the stairs.

When Liz heard George reach the door downstairs, she ran back to her room and went to the garbage can. She grabbed a few of the blades and hid them in a drawer in George's room.

"Just in case." She whispered to herself.

Liz went downstairs to go greet their new house-mates.

John and Paul were holding each other's hand and their bag in their free hand.

"Hey Lizzy." They said simultaneously.

"Hey, Lovebirds." She said.

The two boys blushed and Paul kissed John on the cheek.

"So...where should we put these?" John asked holing his suitcase up.

"Oh, we'll lead you to Liz's room." George said.

John and Paul followed George and Liz excitedly.

"We're gonna have our own room together!" Paul squealed.

"Relax Macca." John laughed and gave Paul a quick kiss.

"Well, here it is!" George said opening the door to Liz's old room.

"It's perfect!" Paul shouted.

"What he said." John chuckled.

Paul began to point to different drawers and saying which one was gonna be whose while John talked to George and Liz.

"Thanks so much, guys. This means the world to us." John said hugging them.

"No problem." George said.

"Johnny! Come here!" Paul exclaimed.

John turned to Paul to find him lying on the massive bed. John walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge.

"What is it, Love?" He asked.

Paul pulled him by the waist to make John lie down next to him.

"Hey, Paulie." John giggled.

"Hi, Johnny." Paul said before kissing John.

John grabbed Paul's head and pulled him closer.

"C'mon Liz, we'll leave them to...that." George whispered.

Liz grabbed his hand and they closed the door.

It was about 9 at night and George and Liz were still moving stuff around. Their bed had a bedside table on both sides- one for George and one for Liz. On Liz's she had a picture of her and George and George had another picture of the two of them on his table. But Liz'z table had a few extra things in the drawer: three, sharp blades that she hid inside a book.